Sup? More of this fan fiction so have fun.

I just realized I haven't done those weird disclaimers in this.

Disclaimer: Will be done by Raven

Raven: She doesn't own the Teen Titans.

Me: Sadly, no.

Raven: (snorts)

Me: Hey!

Raven: Well, you never…

Me: AZARATH METRION ZINTHOS!

Raven: (seeing me using her powers) What in Azar's name? How did you do that!

Me: (seeing her face) Same way you do.

I Was Lost

My Old Room!

Bruce led me upstairs to the second level, and down the hall. During the years I stayed at Wayne Manor, I had a room. I was very surprised when I found everything as it was before. "But … how? I took it all with me." Bruce chuckled lightly. "Richard helped me find it again. He said he used to someone just like you." I grinned as I set down my suitcase and walked over to my bed. I plopped down as I had a few years before. "Thank you so much, Bruce, you have no idea how much this means to me." Bruce just smiled. But once I saw what was on the dresser, I wasn't smiling anymore.

Bruce noticed the drop of my head. He looked where my gaze lay, only to see an old picture of David and me. He placed his hand under my chin and pulled my head up. "Raven, he was not what any girl would want. If I knew where that stupid male went, you know I'd go beat the pulp out of him." I finally let my glance meet his. "I know you would, Bruce, I know." I don't know how, but this man is like my father. Of course, that could be because my real father was a God – damned demon, and I hate him.

It may have just been my imagination, but when Bruce said my name, I thought I heard a gasp. As not to be rude to my father - figure, I dismiss it, for the moment. After Bruce had left my room, though, I ran out to meet my guest.

Outside, I notice that Richard is standing outside the bathroom, head drooped and eyes closed. Not thinking it could have been him, I set over towards him. I intentionally make more noise making my way towards him so that I won't have to bring him out of his thoughts.

Just as I had planned, the young man looked up and met my gaze. "Evenin'." he says. "Sup?" I reply to him, trying to start a conversation. "Nuthing. Just thinking. You?" "Nothing." So much for conversation. For several minutes, the pair of us just stand there, at loss for words. It was me who broke the silence.

"So, Bruce is like your dad?" I ask.

"Yep." he replies.

"Me too. When I was sixteen, I left my life and friends behind. He kinnda found me and took me in."

"Really? He adopted me after my ... my parents died."

I look at Richard with a friendly compassion. It is amazing how alike he and Robin are; although my knowlage of Robin isn't very deep. However, I do know he was adopted. By who, I do not know, and I don't think I ever will.

"I'm sorry to hear that." I say, trying to confort his obliviously troubled soul. "My father was NEVER there, and my mother died when I was young." Gosh, it's like we already know each other.

Richard finally looks up to meet my gaze. "You sound just like this girl I used to know." he says. "I swear, you're just like her." I shrug my shoulders, not knowing what else to do. Richard then looks up at the celing, taking deep breaths. Finally, his gaze comes back to normal height, and he looks at me. "Wanna catch a movie?" he asks. I look at my watch. "Sure, why not. But we've got to bring Anna. We haven't talked since I got here. Richard smiles. "Fine by me."

I quickly run down the hall to fetch my best friend. I pound on her door, shouting, "Anna, Anna, come out." Finally a sleepy looking Anna comes out. "Hey, A. Me and Richard are going to the movies. Would you grace us with your presence?" Anna just stares off into blank space. I look at her full body and realize she was sleeping before I came. I look back at her face and say, "Nevermind, I'll catch you later." As if those were the only words she understood, Anna nodded and closed the door.

I run back down the hall to grab my bag and some cash. Stepping back out of my room, I realize Richard is standing right there. "Richard." I simply state. "Please, call me Dick." he blankly replies. I nod, and come fully out into the hallway.

"So, hat movie are we going to see?" I ask as Dick is driving us to the movies. "Well, to tell you the truth, I don't know. We can pick what we want to see when we get there.

After what seemed to be forever, we finally reached the theater. We walked up to the ticket booth, both looking up at the movies playing. I run my eyes across the movies playing. Nothing really looks interseting. But that was only my fisrt scan.

I look over at Dick to see if he sees anything interesting. Since he looks like he's in thought, I look up to what movie he's looking at. I see that he's looking at a movie called 'Scarlett Blade'(A/N: See footnotes). I don't know how I missed that before, but I think that's the one we'll be seeing.

Knowing Dick is thinking about that one, I point at it and say, "How about that one called Scarlett Blade?" He looks down from the sign and smiles. "I think that's a good idea."

Finally, it's our turn to buy our tickets. The ticket lady, as is most ticket ladies, is extremly preppy. Her voice is high pitched and oh so sugar as she says, "What movie!" Dick hands her the money and says, "Two adults for Scarlett Blade" The lady giggles an anoyingly preepy giggle and hands him the tickets.

"Wow, that has got to be the sappiest action movie I've ever seen." I say as we come out of the theater. Dick nods. "So, Rebecca, do you want to go back to the manor, or do you want to stop for something to eat first?" For a moment, I stop and ponder. I'm hungry, but also sleepy. But my stomach rumbles, and I decide I want to go get something to eat.

We drive up to Sonic and order some burgers. We munch on our burgers as we drive home, talking as well. We talked about our teenage years, which was kind of hard, considering what I'm hiding.

After about fifteen minutes of being in the car, we get back to the manor. I'm very tired so I tell Dick that I'm tired and that I'm taking a shower and going to bed. We say goodnight and leave each other to our business.

That night, in my dream:

"Hey, Raven." I turn around to see who's calling my name.

"ROBIN!" Robin chickles as I walk over to greet him.

"How in all of Azarath did you find me!" I exclaim

Suddenly, Dick appears next to the nitrious Boy (now man, I guess) Wonder. I sigh. "I should have know."

For some time the three of us talk. Robin told us that the Titans werte, of course, not Teens anymore, so were now just the Titans. I tell Robin that my life was going great, until David decided to call off our engagement. Robin pats me on the back, saying how sorry he is. I sigh and say, "Don't be. He was an asshole." For awhile, Dick just sits there. When we realize we're pretty much leaving him out of the conversation, we bring up something he can talk about.

"So, Dick, do you have a girlfriend?" I ask him. Robin looks at me as if I'm doing something stupid.

"No."

This gives me an idea. I know just the girl for him. Anna.

But before I can do anything, my alarm clock goes off, waking me up. I moan as I lean over to shut it up. I'm still vaugely tired.

Footnotes:

Thank you to all who reviewed and are going to contiue to review.

Scarlett Blade: It's a book I'm writing. I figure one day, it'll be a movie.

FYI: Raven doesn't know Robin's real identity. If you do, you know where this is going. If you don't, well, you'll find out within the next chapter or so.

Tootles,

AZARATHGIRL